I caught my toddler reading to my infant a day or so ago.
He had been running around the kitchen, getting into mischief, as usual, and I stepped out of the room. A moment later I return to the doorway to find him, on his knees, book across his lap "reading" animatedly to my 3 month old daughter. My son is 2 years old. It made my heart swell with love for him and for the family I have grown in my body and nurtured with my heart and soul.